In my head when I should be asleep instead..
The snake eyes of seduction luring you in to suck their venom.
I should’ve known this from the start
The toxic volumes create attention
Always fiending for the troubled
When I’m the one that’s in the puddle
Of mud,
With the fallen ship that has sunk
To a unknown place full of dust
Oh silly me, why do I always fall back on misery
Guess it’s cause it’s had my back since elementary...















